When they Cherish you and you sigh with relief as if you’d been holding your breath for your whole life. It’s not that you never deserved to be honoured and held. It’s not that you weren’t. But in the right way at the right time when you are ready to receive it… when cherish means where you are how you are As you are. Sigh because it’s real Sigh because a shallow breath is one of subdued panic Sigh because you’re too weary to resist it Sigh because it’s safe. And maybe you have been Holding your breath for your whole life the unconscious fibres of your body Braced. Sometimes for every reason sometimes for none. Sigh It’s been a long time too long to turn away from love now. Sigh Let your body melt Sigh settle in This is where you should have always been and this is where you can stay. . . . . . #healing #emotionalintelligence #consciousliving #consciousness #selfaware #personalgrowth #motherwound #growthmindset #intuition #lightwork #spirituality #emotionalabuse #boundaries #recovery #consciousmama #consciousparent #relationships #relationshipgoals #spiritualawakening #awakening #empath #selfcompassion #divinepartnership #truelove #gentlelove #lovepoem #lovenotes (at Lethbridge, Alberta) https://www.instagram.com/p/ByD0g3rAZ8p/?igshid=1xbjuxzaafhv9
I didn’t sleep last night & I was coffee free. I finally drifted off around noon today and was back 4ish hours later for @QueerFit. Today, Minal led us in a “Writing Your Chakras” session.
After a visual meditation in a restorative yoga pose, we wrote. And for additional tenderness, I opened a packet of love I’d set aside for hard times. I’ll share, so stop here if you’re not trynna read.
I remember roots, a vivid earthly orange. Winding down Water trickling through. Keeping me fueled. Safe. I remember safety. In chaos, in love, in pain, in the stability of family. I remember safety in honeysuckles And dirt roads and trails lined with trees Taller than I could see. Safety in horses. And red brick. And mortar. Drywall, sheetrock, hammers. I remember safety in rose gardens And well water and 2x4s. Safety in fireflies, playing laser tag between tree swings & tiki torches. At dusk. Big mosquitoes. But space And home And land. Grass clippings GA and azaleas. I remember honoring me. My bloodline. Working backwards, gifting forward. Stacking checks, keeping house, laundering her clothes. I remember building. Gaining. Gaining envy over foundational necessities. Because they deserved them too. But were half a shade or more too dark. Wondering how far my forward will go. I remember names. And bodies. And numbers. And they keep me. Light my candles and say my name aloud.
I remember what it is to feel safe, secure, seen, loved. And how to move with freedom in a home guarded by ancestors.
Little #lovenotes written on #DarlingSociety pictures telling you when to prepare to see me | Saturday • SF • Exact address to be revealed day of | xx #DarlingBonnie | #popup | #societythings